" I heard that too, but apparently most of it is hardly drinkable in the first place, so they're looking at making industrial alcohols like anti-freez.... I like a drop of Scotch myself, and if a few philistines switch to brandy, then there will just be more for me. Trust me, running this place means that I have to enjoy a quiet drink to wind down when I eventually get home, or my brain would be running at full speed thinking of everything that still needs doing!"Although I chuckled to myself I. The white G-string she had on was all most transparent with her juices. Her inner thighs were glistening from her wetness, as it slowly made its way down to her stockings. She gently placed one hand on my waist as she bent over me and started to stroke me again with the other hand, gently balancing herself on me and her 4” heels. She reached down and held my balls, moving her fingers back around the soft skin behind them, stroking me gently, slowly sliding her hand up and down my hard cock. I. I walked calmly over to her and said Stephanie, do what I said and do it now. with a sternness that she equated to being yelled at. She immediately reacted in kind with another flip remark, and Id had enough. Look, your mother is gone, and your glad, but it will be a long time before I get laid again, and you just walk around the house, shaking your tight little ass, teasing the hell out of me! What??? Daddy, what are you talking about? Her demeanor quickly changed from smart ass to confused. "Thanks for bringing me home." It was the least I could do." He looked around at the kitchen, then strolled to the window, not really at his ease. "Great view! You can see for miles." You can see even more from the bedroom," she blurted, then decided 'what the hell' and grabbed his hand. "Come and see!"He didn't resist as she dragged him through into the bedroom and across to the window. The curtains were still drawn. She flung them wide, paused a moment then opened the window. Icy but.